Chapter 536 The Romance of the Middle-Earth War!
Let the elves and the iron-footed dwarves both lose and resolve this siege.
As long as he can delay for half a year, when all the Turin dwarves scattered around the world return, he can regain his royal power.
So, all these sacrifices are worth it.
However, although Thorin's plan is good, reality often does not go as he expected.
Just when the woodland elves and the iron-footed dwarves were fighting happily, a violent earthquake came from under the feet of both sides.
Both parties stopped attacking at the same time and looked back at the mountains in the distance. The source of the earthquake came from that direction.
"PENG~~~"
"PENG~~~"
"PENG~~~"
Accompanied by a violent roar, the mountains in the distance exploded directly, and hideous earth worms dug mountains and rocks one by one.
"Du————"
A long horn sounded, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that a huge banner made of animal skins had been raised in the distance at some point.
"Orcs? Didn't the Dark Lord die? Why are they still here?"
Gandalf looked at the reorganized Orc army without confidence.
Without the power of the Dark Lord, the Orcs would soon degenerate and eventually become the Orcs of the Misty Mountains.
They would turn back into those things that were not even worthy of the name of Orcs and were degraded to Goblins.
After the Dark Lord died, the Orcs not only did not degenerate, but even maintained discipline and made a comeback.
"Thranduil, this is not right!"
Gandalf hurried to the Elf King and warned him.
"I know, but now is not the time to talk about this!"
Looking at the Orc army that came back like locusts, it was not important now. What was important was how they should deal with this tough battle.
The Woodland Elves and Dwarves, who were fighting each other before, united together the moment the Orc army appeared.
They started a common camp.
The war between the Dwarves and the Elves was a dispute over inducements. Even if there was a war, they would not kill each other.
But both sides belong to the Free Federation of Zhongzhou, and the orcs are class enemies.
Only one person can survive from the races in the Free Federation and the orcs.
Therefore, even though the woodland elves and dwarves have already fought a real war, they still chose to stand on the united front.
The dwarves quickly lined up and blocked the way of the orc army's charge.
However, before the orc army rushed over, the elves had already crossed the defense line and charged the orcs.
The brave dwarfs did not allow themselves to rush up second,
the proud elves did not allow themselves to hide behind the dwarves,
the bloody orcs did not allow themselves to reap the benefits of the fishermen!
This is the unique romance of the Middle-earth world,
although there is an endless hatred between each race,
although this romance looks stupid and will also cause more deaths of their compatriots.
But all races are subconsciously abiding by the gentleman's agreement, and each race is unwilling to let go of their inner pride.
For a moment, the Fairy Tail guild members in the audience felt their blood boiling as they watched the battle below. This was a legend, this was an epic.
The three races fought each other, the elven archers kept shooting, and under the rain of arrows, the orcs fell in batches.
The dwarves' iron chariots were rampaging on the battlefield, slaughtering the orcs wantonly and completely splitting the orcs' formation.
Standing on a high platform in the distance, Azog looked at the stalemate below and immediately issued an order:
"Send out the war beasts to destroy their chariots!"
"Beep————"
After a long whistle, the flag signal changed, and trolls wearing iron armor and holding maces joined the war.
The tall troll servants, regardless of life and death, stuffed their flesh and blood under the chariot, instantly blocking the battlefield.
The tall troll warriors rushed forward in an instant, overturned the chariot, and pulled the dwarves on the chariot, either smashing or trampling them to death.
With the participation of the trolls, the situation of the war was reversed in an instant, and the Free Federation began to retreat step by step.
"They can't fight on two sides, attack the Valley State!"
Azog pointed to the Valley State in the distance, which was full of humans again after Smaug's death, and ordered the army to enter the city for slaughter.
"Tsk, actually massacre civilians? Is this romantic or not!"
Laxus asked the few people who just said romantic in a mocking manner.
"..."
"Old man, let's go help? Those ugly orcs really don't deserve to live!"
Natsu's eyes were already burning with anger, and veins on his head were bulging.
"Well, those monsters must not be allowed to harm civilians!"
Makarov felt the magic reserves in the air and nodded in response.
Recently, in order to prevent Xiao from getting into trouble when he wakes up, Natsu and Gajeel have been releasing magic nearby to increase the magic concentration nearby.
"Oh~~~"
The Fairy Tail cheered and rushed down the city wall like lightning, heading towards the distant River Valley.
As for Thorin's opinion, they completely ignored it.
If Thorin was a leader full of charisma before,
Thorin has now become a politician who will do anything for the sake of profit.
After persuading him several times, they completely ignored Thorin.
The people who came to the Fairy Tail Guild this time are all the core members of Fairy Tail, who truly take the philosophy of Fairy Tail as their core principle.
They laugh the happiest and cry the loudest. They do whatever they want.
Therefore, everyone is a master who doesn't care. Although they like to help others, the premise is that others are willing to accept it.
Since Thorin doesn't listen to advice, they don't even bother to talk to Thorin. He doesn't deserve to listen.
"Thorin, we...?"
The dwarves looked at the people of Fairy Tail who left and wanted to go down to support them.
But Thorin still let the dwarves under his command ignore it and prepare to use Lonely Mountain as a defense.
Because Thorin knew that once he went down, he would die.
The half-orc Azog would take him as the first target.
But the dwarves on the Ironfoot side would not help him with all their strength. Not only him, but also his two nephews would die.
Because only in this way can Ironfoot Dain be qualified to inherit the Lonely Mountain.
This is what Thorin didn't want to witness. They are the last bloodline of the Turin royal family. How can the Turin royal family be destroyed in his hands?
If they really wanted to accept the rule of others, how could the lineage of Durin Dwarves prefer to wander around the world rather than seek refuge with other Dwarves?
You should know that there are seven Dwarf clans in the entire Middle-earth continent, and they have countless relatives to seek refuge with.
But just to avoid living under someone else's roof, they would rather go to humans to forge iron than seek refuge with other Dwarves.
Of course, this is Thorin's own self-persuasion that he doesn't want to help.